Alfred de Musset
- As all the perfumes of the vanished day
Rise from the earth still moistened with the dew
So from my chastened soul beneath thy ray
Old love is born anew.
- Je ne puis;—malgré moi l'infini me tourmente.
Confession d'un Enfant du Siécle (1836)(translation)Edit
- The apartments of the rich are cabinets of curiosities: a conglomeration of classical antiquity, gothic, renaissance; Louis XIII... Something from every century but our own, a predicament that has arisen in no other period... so that we seem to be subsisting on the ruins of the past, as if the end of the world were near.
- This quotation is useful for explanations of the period of art nouveau, and the causes of the art movement.